Sunday Supper

In my religion we take the 10 commandments pretty seriously.

And number 3 (or is it 4?) is my sanctuary. It means I can take an entire day off from my weekly responsibilities. It always has. Growing up I never did homework, practiced my piano, did chores, etc.

As a mother, it's a little different. I can't just ignore my children on Sunday (that's what Wednesdays are for)! But while there are certain things that have to get taken care of, I try to do them as simply as possible. One of them is cooking.

I grew up with a non-traditional, but still large Sunday dinner every week. Mashed potatoes with gravy, rolls & homemade jam, corn, salad, chicken nuggets (that would be where the non-traditional aspect is - I know, that's for another blog another day), ice cream for dessert.

It was delicious. Especially over all the wonderful church gossip (gossip is NOT one of the 10!).

But throughout our entire marriage I've never been able to be that person. Sunday is my day of rest. I don't feel like cooking a huge meal. It takes hours of preparation (not to mention quite a chunk of $) to prepare a decent roast, and some heavenly rolls. Is this really an appropriate thing to be doing on the Sabbath?

What do you think?

Do you prepare a huge meal simply because of tradition?
or is it your only day to actually sit down with your family for a decent meal?
(if that's the case you have other changes to worry about.)

Or

Are you all about tuna on toast with some Doritos on the side?

Last Week to Join

I still have people asking about the contest. This is the last week to join. If I haven't heard from you by the 31st of January, I'll know you don't want in on $1600!

Email me: mickmonkeys[at]gmail[dot]com

I really can't believe that it got this big! I'm quite pleased with myself -- except I'm afraid that even though I'm in the contest I'm still not going to get a piece of the $1600.

This is definitely going to be at least a yearly thing (though I liked the pre-holiday one I ran from July to October). Maybe it will have to be semi-annual.

And I think I'm going to take my own 10% off the top next time. It's been a surprising amount of work!

I'm a Winner!

...not to be confused with weener.

In early December, my friend and I ran a booth at a local Baptist Church Bazaar. We sold handmade children's accessories. Besides having a blast and making a little money. I actually won a drawing!

It was this awesome basket full of Fall-themed decorations.

While you might be thinking 'Wow, that's pretty cool. I'd give just about anything to be Mindy!' You are thinking that, right? My other friend (who was running an entirely different booth with really yummy mint brownies - I'm starving, work with me) won a brand new Dell Laptop. It was quite the bazaar. Those Baptists know how to throw a party.

Can you tell I'm having to back-track my blogs? It's January. I'm bored and don't have anything else to blog about.

Ideas anyone?

It'll be 70

While I'm enjoying my pleasant winter weather here, I can't help but reminisce some good times in Utah powder.

Gearing up is the most important part.

There was much to do out in the snow.

Like Bradley making snow angels.

Olivia earning her king-'o-the-hill status.

Snowmen building with the cousins.


And most importantly, sledding through
the snow-packed streets of the neighborhood.

"couretous" Drivers

In the past week there have been three separate occasions when someone was trying to be a courteous driver and nearly caused and accident. Each time the other driver had the right-of-way but they waved me on.

I hate that.

The first time I was turning left out of a parking lot onto a [very busy] 4 lane highway with a median for turners. She was making a left turn from the highway into my same parking lot but waited for me to go first. I honked at her to go ahead when there was an obvious clearing, but she just sat there and waved at me. Like she's doing me a favor.

Argh!

The other two times were similar: a 4-way stop when two of us get there at the same time and he was clearly on my right. A parking lot mishap: when she had the right of way and waved me out.

Let me be clear when I say I hate rude drivers that pull out in front of you or cut you off in any way. Or idiots that tailgate. But if being courteous means breaking the law ('cause that's what you're doing people!) than I don't want your manners.

BTW, Texas drivers suck. They won't pull out into the intersection while trying to turn left when the light is a yielding green. They won't pull over onto the shoulder when they're about to turn right. I don't blame them. They're simply products of a broken system. They don't have driver's ed offered in public school here. If Mom and Dad approve of them getting their license, then it's a-okay.

I just tripped getting off my soap box.

I probably won't be able to drive for a week with this concussion.

Oh ya, you can't leave a comment if you're from Idaho.

Resolve

I hate New Year's resolutions. I don't mind regular resolutions, but New Year's ones (is that correct grammar?) are lame. It's too formal. It's too much pressure. It's too easy to fail.

This is why my contest started on the 5th and not the 1st.

It's not too late to join.

The pot's well over $1000.